Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A CONFESSION IN BRIEF, by MATHURIN REGNIER Poet's Biography First Line: Since sev'n sins from these our eyes Last Line: Haste and lust that so do win me. Subject(s): Haste; Lust; Sin | ||||||||
SINCE sev'n sins from these our eyes Bar the gates of Paradyse, Holy father, if truth's in me, I'll abhor them everywhere, An thou wilt but to me spare Haste and lust that so do win me. These in me are Nature's flaw, These nor precept, nay, nor law Nor your nimble speech can alter; And when simple sorrowe might Save me from my sinful plight, Whim would make my lips to falter. I have tried to foil them oft With a Pater Noster soft, With a Bible text to smother; In the midst of combats fell, Voices soothe mine ire and tell Howe kind Nature is their mother. 'Tis not God hath giv'n me these To augment mine enemies, But a new Pandora sowing With her own hand far and wide, As a bane for human pride, This strange falsehood in me growing. For no saint, howe'er devout, Firm and zealous could put out Such a blaze of sinful fuel; Carmelite, Celestine pure Never could 'gainst such a lure, Keep unbroke a law so cruel. Do thou then as I have claimed, Soe that, firm and unashamed, I've a conscience clean within me, As of old the Saints were knowne: From the sev'n sins take alone Haste and lust that so do win me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SEVEN STREAMS OF NEVIS by GALWAY KINNELL CHANEL NO. 5 by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR BROTHERS: 4. IN MY OWN DEFENSE by LUCILLE CLIFTON THE RING AND THE CASTLE by AMY LOWELL APPELLATE JURISDICTION by MARIANNE MOORE HIS OWN EPITAPH by MATHURIN REGNIER |
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